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May 28
Let me hold you between my two hands.
You have schmutz on your face and
Fleas in your fur, Poor baby.

Your head sags between your shoulders.
Your tail retreats beneath you
Don’t be scared, sweet baby.

I have something nourishing for you to eat.
Let me love you, you deserve it.
Please don’t bite, Honey baby.

For forever I will reach out to rescue you.
Knowing you will fight me for it.
Always will I wait, my love.
Aneesah Lionheart
Written by
Aneesah Lionheart  Texas
(Texas)   
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